~Jade’s POV~
I sat and watched Mr. Arrogant stare at me with such hunger, or maybe it was disdain combined with hunger, but I’m not giving up. Kate hadn’t taken her seat yet, so I went to a seat with a better view of Mr. Lombardi. With his gaze on me, I drew my skirt up to my thighs and opened my legs. Since she stole my funds, I have been motivated to do just about anything to piss Kate off. I will steal her next target. Domenico kept his attention fixed on me as he held my scarlet thong to his nose. I parted my legs to give him a better view.
“Oh my God, Jade, what have you done?”
“Just watch, Lee. Just watch.”
I had no intention of giving up. I intended to leave Domenico Lombardi, wanting more of the garbage that wasn’t worthy of standing in front of him. I watched as the man stood up and walked away from Kate. I smiled as he dashed out of Mike’s like he was running for his life. I then drank my wine while closing my legs.
Time to face Kate
She shifted her gaze to mine. I could see the disdain in her eyes, but who cares? I’m going after that Zillion-dollar cock, and no one is going to stop me. Kate began walking toward me.
“Kate is heading this way,” I said to Lee, and she gulped down the remaining wine.
“This isn’t going to end well, Jade.” She exhaled a sigh. “Waiter, I’m going to need another drink!” She called on a waiter as the guy was passing by, “We need another bottle.” I straightened my skirt and waited for Kate. She stood erect in front of me, confident, perhaps a touch too confident.
“What do you think you are doing, you piece of shit?” She barked, and I swirled my wine and started to calculate Kate’s life at the moment. She withdrew my college funds so she could buy clothes and jewelry to please Domenico and do yet another plastic surgery to look young and like a model. So, if I’m correct, Kate no longer has my money because she spent it. I smirked and sipped my wine.
“I’m speaking to you, Jade!”
“Hello to you too, Mother.” She looked around, making sure no one knew she was my mother. I laughed. “You may be hiding behind that lovely façade, but you are not a girl. You are a mother, which is a horrible reality that cannot be changed.”
“At least the world doesn’t get to know that this ugly duckling in front of me is my daughter.”
“Well, not that I crave your motherhood, Kate. You are a little outdated.”
“You are nothing close to what I am, Jade. You’ll need 50 years to catch up to me.”
“Well then, Mother, we shall see,” I said to her and winked. I really don’t have her time. For her to come to me, she feels threatened, and she should because I am going to tame that man and make him mine while she watches.
“Domenico isn’t your type, and he regards you as a bothersome young girl. Leave him alone. He’s going to be my next husband.”
“You mean your next target? The last time I checked, the man wasn’t married. And Kate, if that man is to be married, I, Jade Davis, vow to be his bride.”
“Just stay out of my way or you won’t like what I will do to you.”
“Well then, Kate, return all my college funds and I will leave your next target.” Her face turned crimson, and she spun on her heels and walked away. Lee continued to stare at me.
“Who is this young lady?”
“I’m not sure.”
“I don’t mind, but I’d like you to keep this girl. She is on fire, and she’s blazing. I like her.” Our wine bottle arrived, but I have an assignment. I need to find out just who Domenico Lombardi is. But I was not planning on leaving Lee by herself. We finished our drinks, and she drove me home. A hubbub greeted me as I went in. I removed my heels and changed into my slippers.
“You are so pathetic, Lucas. I don’t have a daughter. That hideous creature you call a daughter isn’t mine. Tell your useless daughter to stay out of my way or I will end her.”
“I imagine you couldn’t tolerate loss and decided the best way to deal with it was to run to your ex-husband. Kate, I’m not going to back down. If you believe your artificial face will save you, you must go and work extremely hard on it, for I will ruin your life. Bring back my college funds or face my wrath. Your next target is almost certainly loaded, and I just happened to want him.”
“Do you agree with your daughter dating a man old enough to be her father, Lucas?” I observed my father pacing, but his response astonished me.
“Whatever makes my daughter happy is fine with me! You are nothing to us. Now get the hell out of my house. You witch!” Kate’s expression was filled with surprise. She was continually leveraging my father’s love for her against him. But it was the college funds that opened his eyes. She tried to grab my father’s hand, but he yanked it away. “Not anymore, Kate, get out!” She took her Jimmy Choo purse and walked away. I fixed my gaze on her. She was my mother, but I felt nothing for this woman. I walked straight to my room, had a shower, and went to the kitchen to prepare a meal for my father. Unlike him, he was fairly quiet today. I positioned the platter in front of him. He looked at the food and at me. I made his favorite dish, but it seems like today the food wasn’t his favorite at all.
“Sweetheart.” He called out in hushed tones. “Do you mind having a seat?” I asked no questions. I simply sat with my hands on the table’s surface. He groaned, scratched his chin, and fixed his gaze on me. “Do you have a thing for older men?” I went completely still. Do I like older men? I’m not even sure if I like older or younger men, as I haven’t dated anyone yet. I looked at my father but didn’t say anything. Then he went on, “I thought we agreed that if you started dating, I’d be the first to find out. What exactly is going on? Are you dating this Domenico guy? Please say something, sweetheart. Remember, it’s us against the world, and you know very well that I will never judge you, my little sunshine.” He started playing with the food but did not eat it.
“I will tell you everything over your meal. You eat, and I talk. Do we have a deal?” I noticed him smiling as he began to eat.
“I’m not dating anyone, and I’m not sure if I like older or younger men.” My father looked at me as I halted. “I overheard Kate talking in the bathroom about wanting Domenico Lombardi to be her next husband. I became enraged because she stole my money for selfish reasons. She bought clothes, underwent surgery, and did everything she could to impress Mr. Lombardi. She wanted to chase after Mr. Lombardi’s dad with my college funds.”
“Is that enough reason for you to woo him? Are you doing it out of love or to get under your mother’s skin?”
“I don’t know,” I said honestly. I don’t know if I like the man, but I wanted to play this game with him to piss off my mother.
“Well, sweetheart. Find out what you want. You will never know.”
“What if I fall in love with him?”
“Well, if you like him, you like him. There is no getting around that.” He smiled as he finished his meal. "And Jade, just so you know, no father would be happy knowing his little girl like men his age. I want the best for you, but if you like older men, it's your choice."
GailI followed Dark because I could feel something wasn't right; the man who was supposed to be mine wasn't into me at all. I'm desperate right now, and I don't even know what to do. First, he made me feel like shit in front of the Kate girl who worked in our penthouse for 2 days, and now I'm sensing there is another woman in the picture.Come to think of it, that girl is Kate, and there is another Kate that he's seeing. Do I have to change my name to Kate for Dom to look at me?I really don't know what to do, and I'm running out of time. I should be the queen, not going up and down trying to find out who has Dark’s heart.The way I'm so mad, I should be using my wolf spread to run to wherever he went. I can't believe humans are in denial, and they don't believe creatures like us exist. But I swear to the goddess that if this Kate woman is the one, or worse, his mate, I will not hesitate to kill her. I will not let any human stand in my way of being the queen. Not on my watch.With a
DomenicoThe chandeliers cast a golden glow over the room, turning every glass, plate, and fork into instruments of light, casting prismatic shadows over my brooding form—shadows that seemed to mock the turmoil twisting inside me. The golden hue of the restaurant's walls was supposed to provide a comforting embrace, yet tonight, it felt as if they were closing in, suffocating me with the scent of gourmet dishes and the murmur of contented diners. I sat there, an island of discontent amidst a sea of luxury, flanked by my ever-watchful bodyguards who stood like silent sentinels."Sir," one of them murmured, his voice barely breaking the hum of conversation around us, "will you need anything while you wait?" As if I were waiting for anything meaningful, but nah! My own doom!I glanced up from my clenched fists, knuckles turned white, the fine lines of my suit doing nothing to dispel the disarray of my spirit. "No," I replied, my voice a soft growl that belied the tempest within. "just...
DomenicoI really can’t stand Gail. Women these days are clever. Can't she fucking see that I don’t want her around? Women are clever these days; they don’t stay where they are not wanted, but this mosquito won’t leave me the fuck alone. I know to her it’s never about love; it’s about power. She and her excuse of a father want power and protection because I am the fucking king. But one thing I will never give Gail is my attention. Mother, no matter how hard I try to be a loving fiancé, as humans call it, I just can’t fucking love that mutt.I pull out my phone with the intention of calling Kate, but my fingers have other plans for me. I found myself calling Juicy J. I clung to the phone as it rang, and as I was about to hang up, a beautiful voice almost sounded like one belonging to my little mate answered. If I didn’t know better, I’d say Juicy J was my little Jade, but that little girl is far too innocent to talk dirty like Juicy J.Maybe, just maybe, I need to meet Juicy J and then
Domenico"Oh, baby, you seem so tired; let me give you a massage.” The words slithered from her lips, coated in the syrupy tone of feigned concern. The falseness of it swirled around me like a nauseating perfume. "You are working too hard, Dom.”As the word 'Dom' rolled off Gail's tongue, it was as if she drew it from a well of insincerity, each syllable dripping with the saccharine sweetness of artificiality. The sound of my name in her voice was like a poorly played melody, grating against the walls of my consciousness. However, when another person—a particular young woman whose image flickered like a candle flame in the back of my mind—whispered that name, it resonated with a symphony of desire and possession."Dom," she would say, and oh, how differently it sounded. There was a purity to it, an innocence laced with the promise of something primal. It stirred within me a beast that lay dormant, biding its time beneath layers of control and denial.“At least you are now starting to
DomenicoThe moment I crossed the threshold, Gail's voice slithered through the air like a serpent draped in velvet, each word dripping with the saccharine sweetness of fake. "Honey, I made pasta for supper," she cooed, her syllables curling into my ears with the subtlety of a sledgehammer to crystal. A voice so fake that even the dumbest child could see through.With a dismissive grunt, I shrugged off the weight of her words along with the tailored suit jacket that clung to my broad shoulders; it fell to the floor in a heap of expensive fabric and unspoken disdain. I didn't give Gail the satisfaction of my attention, didn't let her see the flicker of irritation that danced behind my eyes—because if I did, if I allowed myself to truly acknowledge her presence, I would be compelled to send her away once more, to cast her out into the cold reality from which she desperately sought refuge. What I need is for her to leave me the fuck alone and return to her father’s house. Well, the probl
JadeA sigh escaped my lips, heavy with the weight of unspoken thoughts, as I retreated into the bathroom. The room was dimly lit, suffused with a gentle glow that seemed to soften the edges of reality. My hand turned the faucet, releasing a cascade of warmth that filled the space with a comforting hiss. I stepped beneath the shower's embrace, letting the water envelop me in its liquid caress.“Fuck you!,” I murmured to the ghosts of memory that lingered at the periphery of my consciousness, insisting on their presence like unwelcome specters at a feast. As the warm droplets beat against my skin, each one felt like a tiny hammer, driving out the images and whispers of those who no longer held a place in my world. And yet, as much as I tried to banish them, one specter remained defiant, clinging to the recesses of my mind."Why now?" The question slipped from my lips, mingling with the steam rising in spirals around me. It wasn't just any him, it was him – the man whose very essence se